The month is almost over. My loins feel as though they are going to burst. My thoughts are swayed with sexual tension and the suckling of genetailia yet no such relief from the wettened sex in my ripped jeans. Its hard to focus in my classes. When I am I tend to find a sexual "innuendo" in the lessons. I then spiral out of control in my own sexual fantasies. The times are hard yet my clitoris is harder. Soon relief will come and so will I.
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No Fap November
HorrorA story following my adventure of No Fap November. If you know me irl please don't read this and allow me some small form of dignity.
